Gooooood pagi-buta!

Leaving for Bali at 8AM.
Vaca to recharge my inspirational batteries.

Adieu, adieu, bissous, adieu.
Until I return.

I had a nice full yesterday.
Finally watched Inception. It's good but with everyone telling me it's mind-blowingly good I sort off expected 'seat-gripping-teeth-biting-brain-bashing' good and not just 'mind-blowing'.

Joseph Gordon-Levitt FTW!

I have maaany things to do today but I am vegetating...
Women's problems solves eeeeeeverything... heh-heh.

Withdraw and change money
Pack
Print stuff
Pack some more
Dissection of Dali's mind into stage amazingness
Pack

Bali tomorrow :D
Wish me luck and awesomeness for my diving, bebehs!

Diving cons:
- Getting over your vacation and trying to get rid of halfies tan-lines. :(
http://marenostrum.org/bibliotecadelmar/humor/instructor/indexi.htm
Lol!

So, how many of you know that I'm trying to increase my attention span?
It was a rhetorical question by the way, I cannot see your show of hands.
But, yeah, goodbye 3-month attention span hello a longer one!
And to prove how much it's going to work, I give you excerpts:

"Too slowwww... TOO SLOWW! I told myself i was gonna stick to it... but this sticking to it is haard maaaaaaaan"

Qualities... I am building for myself.

• Genuine
• Passionate
• Empathetic
• Intelligent
• Insightful
• Confident
• Humble
• Courageous
• Funny
• Articulate
• Determined

It's a work in progress.

Goooooood morning.

These might be one of those multiple posts day...
Might.

Class in an hour
I've got to run and shower
Then to the college I go
And do my portfolio.

The racking in my brain
Is making me insane
I'm using my imaginary telepathy
To send out brain messages to talk to me.

In retrospect is kind of silly
I couldn't do that for really
A single thing with no base
Therein lies the cluttered head-case.

Looking through companies which specialise in interior design consultation -- not the design and build companies -- so I can shoot out my CV and portfolio out in about a month and a half. Career, here I come.

Dinner with Bong and Kim tonight.
Illy's Cafe then to Deja Vous for smokey smokey.
It's too bad it's a girly communion or I'd end up calling more people.

What happens after a nice dinner with some good company.

On roots and roots...
Me: Saraaaaaa... let me give you some beets.
Sarah: Uh?
Me: oonse oonse oonse... hahahahahahha...
*passes Sarah a fork-full of beetroot*

Taboo is fun!
On Team KL: Bishop, May, Ikhsan and I
On Team PJ: Danny, Junes, Sarah and Judge

Sarah: It's a creature that lives in down-under
Me: AUSTRALIA! Eh! No... aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...

Me: Okay you know when you're playing left for dead 2 and you have to kill something and then you do and you go "BOOM!"...
Judge: HEADSHOT!
Junee/Danny/Sarah: NOOOOOOOO WHY YOU ANSWER?!!!

The rest of the stuff?
You HAD to be there.

Post Dimsum/LongLin's Bday Brunch,
I had a chat with my goddad's brother, Kam, and he was telling me -- and I concur -- that the up and coming place when it comes to artsy-fartsy stuff and OKBs is Indonesia. I am seriously thinking about moving out of the country for a while so might as well work there for a while after my degree, get a little exposure and stuff.

I think one fine day I'm going to have to make a budget of what a comfortable life for me would cost and cater towards achieving that goal first.
Life is not about work, it's about realising yourself and seizing the day.

Oh, and did I mention that Coheed and Cambria are coming to KL, the tickets are cheap and I CANT GO BECAUSE I'LL BE IN BALI PERFECT TIMING OMFG I HATE YOU.

P/S

On the food to-do list...

- French Macarons

- Mushroom shaped marangue cookies for Pavlova

Hullo!

I've got to figure out what to do with tinned beats beets today.

By the way,
may popped into my head a brilliant idea. Pajama Party+3 course dinner themed 'Sleep'...
For 5 persons.

I want to go see the Aurora Borealis in Norway or Iceland, the Relámpago del Catatumbo in Venezuela and to Honduras for The Rain of Fishes.

Just because mama nature amazes me.

I want the Complete Mondrian by Marty Bax.
It's a compilation for all of Mondrian's works from 1872 to 1944.
And I want the Dali: The Salvador Dali Museum Collection.
Which are taken from the Dali Museum.

I gotta go 'squee' for a few seconds now.

P/S
My lecturer just told me to stop overthinking things.
I SO do not over think everything.
Okay, I do but only because my brain works on overdrive!
:(

Isn't this so pretty?

It's a steampunk axe!

Words and words and words and words and words
That fill my head
With so much static.

I'm going through pictures of words to get some inspiration before I go print things.
Apparently Inception is a really good movie.
I wonder who'd like to go and watch it with me.

I'm re-watching all the drug movies if anyone wants to come and join.
(Requiem for a Dream, Trainspotting and Fear and Lothing in Las Vegas)

When I was young

The revolution of the world

Spun, oh, so slow.

Too slow was it for the likes of small feet

Running around on the pavement of days long gone.

When the world was young

There saw no worries,

No creases between the brows.

No bruises nor battered wounds

Not one hair dishevelled

On the face of the world that was green with youth.

Now the lines between realities are blurred

So sad

So deafening

The sounds of hatred,

Fear,

Disillusionment.

The time passing feels like an eternity

When in truth it was but a few hours.

Dawn to dusk the ebbs and flows

The definitive bridge collapses with abandon.

No longer the joy is felt

Replaced with sorrow so bitter,

No more the sweet nectar of life

Taken over by the stench of death and decay.

The horror,

The horror,

The horror.

Now I have grown

Into a world so vile

So corrupt.

There may lay some hope left

But the hope weeps in the face of illness and discontent.

I lie here,

Face down on the scarring cement

Elbows and knees scraped by the harsh realities

Waiting,

In shock,

Should there be someone out there,

Do away these sharp pains,

Pick me up from this shallow existence,

Help me,

Please.

Yeah, I'm deep.

All I need is an all black outfit and a black beret, now.

Also, a police car with sirens blaring made an undignified stop in front of the speed bump (in front of my house) which resulted in a 'thunk' sound.

Salutations ladies and gents,
(nobody uses salutations anymore)

It's a Sunday and I work. Also, It's already week three of the Graduation Term.
*buggers off to make scrambled eggs for brunch and got some photocopying done*
I have but 9 weeks left to prepare for a mindblowing presentation.
HAVE AT YE!

I'm NOT leaving mid-year because, damnit, I'm going to finish my final two subjects next term... Over the weekend! And there goes my weekends, kids.

Oh, Castro is a kickass little Commie-bastard Italian restaurant.
I'm not sure which road it's on but I know how to get there from my house so, come, we go for noms.

Work related stuff:
- Have decided between 'Colours, Lights and Silhouettes', 'Ultraviolent Dystopia In Progress' or 'Post-Apocalyptic Dali Revival' ... Princeypoo may or may not be entirely excited over my very negative front.
Nooooooo... It's not negative. It's honest.

I want a trumpeteer. So cool... So, so very cool...
Yes, horns are cool.
Psh.

Oh, a Reel Big Fish flashback.


Looking at the comments, how the fook did the conversation get to religion?
It's RBF for fuck's sake!

Oh, and there'll be a small gathering of the awesome people in my circle on the 24th.
Barbeque, games and sheysha is on the menu.
Those who want to come early may so come early to help with the prep and be the food tester. Hahahaha...

Planning Oyster Party part Deux for this December!

Meh, who'm I kidding?

I can feel the interest ebbing away.
It's too slow moving.
I dislike waiting for something.
I dislike it more when I can't get up and go get it myself.
Must. Resist. Boredom.

Argh!

Ehehehehe... HOPE!

Anyhoots,
Brainstorming ideas for portfolio and stage is harder than I thought.
Well, stage is harder trying to form an idea out of the word "visions".

Where's the brilliant idea bug when you need it?

So, I tried not going on a full out rant on 'visions' but I have to less I go insane.
So how do you conceptualise the word without going into a post-apocalyptic bender with a heavy infestation of Dali thrown into the mix? Well, I cannot. No matter how I look at it, this horrific idea of dystopia pops up. The weight of mankind consuming his or herself into oblivion by means of destroying the one island we cannot escape from.

I threw some words around to see if I could use anything. There are a few now but I cannot decide. The point is that the word strikes me on a very negative nerve. Probably for the likes of Joan of Arc and other people post crucifixion who believed that the God was speaking to them. It came unto them undue ruin of the worst calibre. Bad taste in my mouth this.

I have good faith that I will be able to pull some magical unicorn out of my awesome hat and/or bag of tricks because I am a genius that way.

This post is for 'seemingly irrelevant bunch of phrases'...

Need something to blow me out of the water.
The sky is dark... Was dark.
My tummy feels like rain.
I blew an ant and it swore at me.
"I think I broke my G-string," said the guitar man.
Come back here you incoherent fly!
Good day to you, May your elderberries be in bloom.

Now then, on to more serious business?
There are no serious businesses.
Ha-ha.

Movie flashbacks :D

Pulp Fiction is the dogs bollocks!
Best lines?

Brett: [to Jules] Look, I'm sorry, I-I didn't get your name. I got yours, uh, Vincent, right? But-But I-I never got your...

Jules: My name is Pitt, and your ass ain't talking your way outta this shit.

Brett: [rising] No, no, no. I just want you to know how – [Jules motions him to sit down] I just want you to know how sorry we are that-that things got so fucked up with us and-and Mr. Wallace. I-I-It, we-we got into this thing with the best intentions. Really. I never inte–

[Jules shoots Flock-of-Seagulls, Brett recoils in horror]

Jules: Oh, I'm sorry. Did I break your concentration? I didn't mean to do that. Please, continue. You were sayin' something about "best intentions"? [silence] What's the matter? Oh, y-you were finished? Oh, well, allow me to retort!

[Jules looks very upset]

Jules: What does Marsellus Wallace look like?

Brett: What?

Jules: [overturns the small table in the room] What country are you from?

Brett: What?

Jules: "What" ain't no country I ever heard of! They speak English in "What"?!

Brett: What?

Jules: English, motherfucker! Do you speak it?!

Brett: Yes!

Jules: Then you know what I'm saying.

Brett: [gasping] Yes...

Jules:Describe what Marsellus Wallace looks like!

Brett: What?

Jules: [points gun directly in Brett's face] Say "what" again. Say "what" again! I dare you! I double-dare you, motherfucker! Say "what" one more goddamn time!

Brett: He-he's black.

Jules: Go on!

Brett: He's bald.

Jules: Does he look like a bitch?

Brett: What?!

Jules: [shoots Brett in the shoulder, Brett screams] Does he look … like … a bitch?!

Brett: [in pain] No-o!

Jules: Then why'd you try to fuck him like a bitch, Brett?

Brett: [faintly] I didn't!

Jules: Yes, you did! Yes, you did, Brett! You tried to fuck him. And Marsellus Wallace don't like to be fucked by anybody except Mrs. Wallace. You read the Bible, Brett?

Brett: [gasping for breath] Yes.

Jules: Well, there's this passage I've got memorized, sort'a fits the occasion. Ezekiel 25:17? "The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the iniquities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he who in the name of charity and good will shepherds the weak through the valley of darkness, for he is truly his brother's keeper and the finder of lost children. [begins pacing about the room] And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers! And you will know my name is the Lord [pulls out his gun and aims it at Brett] when I lay my vengeance upon thee!"

[Brett shrieks in horror as Jules and Vincent shoot him repeatedly]

Definitely THE best lines.

So, the order of the day would be to brainstorm ideas for the portfolio, get off of the computer, read some stuff, call some people and get everything in order.

Those who fail to plan plan to fail.
And always have a plan-B in case Plan-A gets chocked up and fails to deliver.
And if you're really anal about it -- A Plan-C.

I already know which dress I'm going to wear and roughly with which shoes too. Abso-brill!

I think I've mentioned this before but I get some weird ass dreams...

I want to watch Predators.
Anyone?
No?
Man, you people suck.

I have to...

Go for lunch with the RSGC peoples at RSGC and at Delicious.

I'm not sure when.

Also,

thinking up Christmas present ideas for a few laverly people whom I laverly larve with all my laverly heart.

You ever say a word so many times it starts to sound ridiculous?

Hmm...

Anyhoots,
I want vinyls and I need to update the Want Book when I find my thumbdrive.
And, inspired by Konrad's very, very insightful tumblr bloggy, Berlin is on the to-do list.
I saw the words 'flea-market' and 'vinyls'.

Saya suka.

Add on:
I am so tired it's not funny. I demand cuddles. CUDDLES DAMNIT!

There will be a huuuuuuuuuuuuuuge amount of money coming in at the end of the year. I can feel it.
mwahahahahahahahhaha...

I has a mooncup :D
If you're a dude, only google this if you want to know more about the ladybits. If not, don't. You'll only get plenty trauma.

DOWNLOAD FRENZY!

Oh,
and I've taken it upon myself to continuously chant my personal mantras when the situation arises.
Think positive, be positive :D
That wasn't my personal mantra by the way... But it could be yours.

Ride of The Valkyries from Wagner's Die Walküre scares me half to shit. But I watch in anyway.




Yeah, enjoy.

Today's post is brought to you by the letter 'R' for random.

*sings*

How far do I have to go to get to you...

Jauh kot?

Meh.

I've still got some semblance of ailments but I'm still good to go.

Stupid flu.

Oh-ho! I wrote a few dirty paragraphs and I'm not telling you where!

*giggles uncontrollably*

MANEEE KAHM TOO MEEE!

July is flying by isn't it?

I've got to schedule a refresher session with Soo before I go diving end of this month. It's been a while since I donned fins and the Darth Vader-like breathing apparatus.

I feel like making dreamcatchers for my girls... They seem to need one right about now.
I have everything I need for some pretty interesting ones. I'm gonna try make some oddly shaped few too.

Now, we work on the portfolio for RMIT.

I'm still in disbelief that some idiot nicked my Presentation Drawing 1 Compilation. What a dick! I had some pretty nice MSI tributes on them too.
Sad.

HAIKU!

Night falls here,

I sigh in dismay,

I should sleep.

If I had guns they'd be loaded right now.
With nothing to shoot.
Sad.

Anyway, chilling out at Zita's today with Christina.
Pasta is on the menu. I just have to hit the grocery shop first.
Tomato based or cream based?

Oh, btw, we ended up going to Al Madinah near the curve on Saturday night. Where Germany opened up a can of whoop-ass.
Futbol is only good when there's a million people watching. If only for the amount of energy they bring.

Gonna go eat a lot of food now.

Big question.
Am I going to stick to posting a picture with a paragraph if I get tumbler or let it fall into disuse? I mean I could post a picture a week. I don't even know what to call it. I could go back to my Malay roots and call it "Sebuah Gambar" which brings me to the fact that my camera is kaputs.

I need to go fix it and I have no idea how much it will cost. Sedih.

It has also been concluded that the inside of my head is made up of an amalgamate of my favourite pieces from my favourite painters: Salvador Dali and Piet Mondrian. Which pretty much means I would be the most misunderstood creature on the face of the planet, not to mention contradictory.

Dinner with my girl, Meers, tonighttt! Then goyanging kaki at Damai. Those who wish to join may join. :D

Memo to self: Don't shark!

Recovering from the beach is a lot harder than I thought.

There's shitty news due to bad timetable arrangements. I may end up leaving for either Melbourne or Sydney sometime in June. Not January. Sad. Someone's going to get an earful from me because of that.
I'm not amused.

So now I have to find out how the internship is going to be so that I can check with Fajaku since he wants to exercise nepotism. Ha-ha.

I'm still working on my portfolio to send to RMIT. No, it's still not done. I've still got 8 pages to do. Lovely.

Also, I have to open files for CIMB and RHB so that I know where my money at.
That said, I have to make more money to put into my bankies :D

Oh and I have a round face. I measured. That means no bug-eyed sunglasses.
Sushi tonight.

I need to compile a list of all the places in Malaysia to visit before I'm 30. I need to print out a huge map to keep tabs on it.
Obvious places I won't be going are the ones that involve alot of physical activities. Like you wouldn't or cannot imagine me on a wheelchair going spelunking. That's just not right.

Come on people from the SMA Research Centre of wherever you are... I want that cure!

Should I have a "See-You-Soon" party before I leave for Oz?
I think I should. Ha.